Knitting

Knitting has never been my thing. Too uneven in my stitches, dropped ones here and there that have to be caste on again. I admire those who can move evenly along. Courage is kind of like knitting your way through a ball of yarn. You drop, fall or fail and get up again.

What is your image of courage?

Traveling

People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars . . . and they pass by themselves without wondering. —St. Augustine, Confessions

How do you marvel at yourself?

Eye of the storm

Howard Thurman loved to watch the ocean. It gave him a sense of “the ebb and flow of circumstances”. Storms did not frighten him, “unafraid I was held by the storm’s embrace.” They gave him an “overring immunity against most of the pain with which I would have to deal in the years ahead when the ocean was just a memory. The sense held: I felt rooted in life, in nature, in existence.”

How do you reach the stillness of the eye?

Waters

Puddles, ponds, lakes, rivers, ocean – each unique in its shape and rhythm…ebb and flow, rapid or meandering, clear or rippling, still and reflective or with an invitation to splash.

What water are you drawn to?

Heart sing

The morning awakens,

day stretching out to the horizon,

blue sky with sun rising,

solid ground beneath the feet

and birds singing in grateful awakening.

What makes your heart sing?